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Question Poem

What is hot?  A glue gun in the sun dribbling on my head.

What is cold?  Ice melting in my socks.

What is shiny? A grain of gold glistening in the grass

What is quiet?  A deaf dog sleeping in its big bed.

What is cruel?  Children smashing windows at night, weather hailing down.

What is small? A rat rolling about in the grass.

 

Jamie

Oyne Primary

 

 

 

 

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